Life Control Chart

"Master Meng, this is wrong. You are a guest here. Moreover, our sect leader specially prepared the God-Reviving Liquid for Cao Zu. If you want to leave, Cao Zu must accept the gift with his own hands before leaving. And I heard that you were almost killed ten years ago. Cao Zu was injured even more after he lifted the mountain gate. Is he about to die?" Hei Mu Liao raised a cold eyebrow, a pair of triangular eyes gleaming with cold light, and he half tilted his chest and back to look down at Meng, who was a head lower than him. White Mountain.

"You... deceive people too much!" Mengbaishan is also the master of a sect after all, how can he allow his disciples to be so contemptuous? He roared angrily and unleashed his immortal power. A tiger and a lion rushed out from the immortal power, roaring. Devouring towards the black wood.

Hei Mu Liao did not dodge, looking at the Xianli Liger hurriedly approaching with a sneer, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and Hei Mu Liao screamed and shot backwards, flying straight to the door of the hall. A large mouthful of blood splashed all over the hall with his screams.

"This..." Meng Baishan was stunned for a moment. Although Hei Mu Liao was not as good as him, he was not without the power to resist resistance. He was full of big words in front of him, so why did he fall down with one blow.

Meng Baishan was still thinking to himself, but Hei Mu Liao had already bumped into the black-robed man blocking the door. The leading man stretched out his palm and pressed it lightly on Hei Mu Liao's vest. Yun Danfeng gently stood him up. It stood up on the ground.

Heimu stood injured on the ground, he chuckled, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said unhurriedly: "Very good, very good, you slandered me as a bad guest, and beat me seriously, I don't believe it." The Immortal Sect is so overbearing! I want to see Cao Zu for comment!"

Meng Baishan immediately understood the true meaning of Hei Mu Liao. He was still afraid of the reclusive Cao Zu and tried every means to force him out.

"Cao Zu! Hei Mu Liao of the Black Mu Sect pays my respects! The master of your noble sect hurt me for no reason, please ask Cao Zu for justice!" Hei Mu Liao shouted like a reckless man without hesitation, using the sound wave of his immortal power. It rolled out and spread to every corner of the Nine Immortals Sect in an instant.

All the disciples of the Nine Immortals Sect who heard this provocative shout showed anger and looked up at the main hall on the main peak. Many disciples jumped up and rushed towards the main hall.

"What's your name? Why are you blocking the door? Has anyone died in your family? You are dressed in black." A figure appeared at the door of the hall, it was Shi Yu. He frowned and looked at the group of men in black blocking the door. He stretched his hands impatiently to both sides and walked into the hall.

"Who are you, boy! How dare you..." Before Hei Mu Liao, who looked back at Shi Yu, could finish his words, he saw him palm one by one. The man in black, who was standing as tall as a pillar, was pulled by him and suddenly staggered around like a straw without a root. , and fell to the ground like a piece of wood, and no one could get up.

The leading man in black reacted the fastest and took a few steps sideways to get out of the way. He looked around again and saw that among the people blocking the road, he was the only one still standing. Even Hei Mu Liao who was half-sentence was kicked to the ground.

The black-clothed leader was shocked. He knew best the level of the people he had brought. There was only one possibility for someone to push him to the ground because he couldn't hold himself back. The other party silently restrained everyone!

The eyes of the leader in black, hidden in the black hat, were fixed on the back of the figure who was walking slowly towards the main seat. Hei Mu Liao, who had rolled out and was lying on the ground far away, also turned around with a look of surprise on his face. .

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Baishan's kick was half real and half fake, and the injuries were all faked by himself, but the kick he received from Shi Yu was solid. Until now, he still can't muster any magical power, and he can't even struggle to get up. Shocked, his eyes moved rapidly, thinking about what to do next.

Meng Baishan looked at Shi Yu in surprise. He didn't know why Shi Yu suddenly helped the Nine Immortals Sect. In the past ten years, except for consulting the classics and helping Cao Zu heal his injuries, Shi Yu never said a word to anyone, let alone interfered in any affairs of the Immortal Sect. Except for a few core elders, no one knew of his existence. Why did he suddenly happen today? He jumped out to support the Nine Immortals Sect.

Raising his sleeves to brush away the non-existent dust on the seat, Shi Yu lazily sat down and leaned on the back of the chair. He lowered his eyes and looked down below, and slowly said: "Mengbai Mountain, how did you become the master of this sect, a savage?" Do you condone the bastards’ roars at the Immortal Sect?”

Only then did Meng Baishan wake up from the surprise. He didn't know how to deal with Shi Yu for a moment. To be honest, Shi Yu was even more rude. He even snatched the throne of the sect leader. If pressed, he was doing it for the Nine Immortals Sect. Make the decision, and also have the strength.

Meng Baishan could only look at Shi Yu in a panic, and then at the Blackwood Sect monks who were falling or standing, babbling and speechless.

Shi Yu shook his head and said, "Go and take a look at the gifts they brought. If it's good, then that's it. If I'm not satisfied, I won't forgive you!"

Meng Baishan walked towards the dozen boxes of gifts placed in the center of the hall with complicated emotions, and opened them one by one for Shi Yu to see.

The leader of the man in black, who was standing by the door, was about to step forward to stop him. Shi Yu snorted and stopped him abruptly, then lowered his head and said nothing.

After opening the first box, Meng Baishan's face sank. He turned back to look at Shi Yu. The palace masters and elders saw clearly what was inside the box. Their eyebrows were stretched, their noses were fanning, and their eyes were full of anger rushing towards Heimu. burn.

Shi Yu chuckled and motioned for Meng Baishan to continue.

Clenching his teeth and opening several boxes in a row, Mengbaishan's face turned as black as iron. He could no longer suppress the rage in his heart, and the dragon and tiger reappeared with divine light in his eyes. He roared and smashed the last few wooden boxes, and the contents inside popped out. Lala fell to the ground. This isn't a mountain worship gift, it's just a pile of rubble and rubble.

Many disciples of the Nine Immortals Sect had gathered at the entrance of the main hall. When Chuchu saw Shi Yu sitting in the high hall and the sect master was at a loss, they were greatly surprised. They did not understand why the former enemy of the Immortal Sect suddenly appeared again and sat on it. He took the position of the sect master, but the sect master was as reserved as a junior and willing to accept the lesson. For a while, there was a lot of chattering and secret discussion at the door of the main hall.

But when they saw the rags all over the ground, they were all silent. Their faces were filled with shame and anger, and their fiery red eyes seemed to burn out everyone who came to the Blackwood Sect.

"Haha, it's interesting. Mengbai Mountain is so embarrassing. When did our Nine Immortals Sect become so looked down upon?" Shi Yu smiled lightly and lay on his back on the main seat, looking up at the top of the hall, looking surprisingly lazy and helpless. Like this, there is also dense invisible pressure rolling down.

When Shi Yu said "Our Nine Immortals Sect", the eyes of Meng Baishan, who was at the peak of his anger, lit up. He strode towards Hei Mu Liao who was slumped in the corner of the hall, picked him up and threw him on the pile of rubble and broken tiles. He cursed angrily: "Heimu Liao! Is this what you call a generous gift? Well, I will kill you today and use this to build a tomb for you, right in front of the gatehouse of your Black Wood Sect!"

Hei Mu Liao was still unable to move or speak at this time, and could only move his anxious eyes around. He didn't expect that the seriously injured Cao Zu didn't come out. It seemed that such an inexplicable guy would not get any benefits.

The man in black, who had just been frightened away by Shi Yu's cold snort, saw Mengbai Mountain and was about to strike hard at Hei Mu Liao. He was hesitant and frightened, and jumped back. Thick black mist was emitted from his body, winding around him like a dragon or a snake. To Mengbai Mountain.

Mengbaishan didn't dare to neglect, he gave up the black wood fire, shouted deeply and unleashed his immortal power, splitting countless electric rays to greet him.

For a moment, dark clouds filled the air, lightning flashed, and both of them were hidden in the thick clouds of plasma, fighting for their lives.

This was the first time that Shi Yu saw a fight between Daxu monks. The monks who specialized in cultivating the soul were competing with each other from a distance. It was not as fierce and strenuous as the body-refining monks, but the scene was really dazzling, and the sounds, lights and shadows were really confusing.

Even though Meng Baishan couldn't withstand a single move from Shi Yu's hand, he was still considered the number one figure in Daxu's Immortal Sect. After using all his strength, Shi Yu estimated that he had a cultivation level of about ten years, which was similar to Yu Wubing's. .

After watching it for a while, Shi Yu felt that it was meaningless. Mengbai Mountain was no match for the man in black. The lightning turned into a hurricane and then turned into a giant blade. He was still unable to break up the thousands of dragons and snakes that broke through the dark clouds. He was bitten all over his body. Drenched with blood.

This is because most of the men in black are focused on Shi Yu, and they dare not try their best, otherwise Mengbai Mountain will be taken down in a moment at most.

The elders and palace masters standing on both sides of the hall looked at each other, wondering whether to intervene. They were steady and hesitant, while the young and energetic disciples of the Nine Immortals Sect surrounding the door were swarming and trying to rush in to help Mengbai Mountain. The patrol chief had already run to the front of the crowd. Seeing that the sect leader was at a disadvantage, he roared and flew into the battle group, punching the man in black hard.

The men in black standing on both sides of the gate, who had not been knocked down by Shi Yu, no longer remained silent when they saw someone squeezing into the battlefield. They showed off their magic weapons and secret treasures, and shot spells at the patrol commander without saying a word.

The patrol commander had to fight back with his fists flying, knocking away the incoming immortal power spells one by one.

At this time, the elders in the palace were even more careless and shouted to join the battle. For a while, the palace became a ball.

Shi Yu hurriedly got up and looked around, then lay down lazily. This hall had a solid formation, so there was no chance of it collapsing, so he was not in a hurry. He just happened to see how the Daxu monk fought.

The difference between martial arts cultivators and law cultivators can be seen in the melee. Now the patrol commander is a pure martial arts cultivator. He is forced to panic by the spells flying from all directions. Although his realm is higher than these men in black, he can He was not easily crushed. In the melee, he just couldn't free his hands and feet and rushed over to kill him with one blow. Instead, he was beaten to a terrible state and was even hit by the stream of light shot by his own people from time to time. He was so angry that he roared repeatedly. .

All the other monks were jumping around on the spot as if they were singing a big show, swinging their magic weapons wildly, and spraying various spells from their eyes, mouth, nose, and even ear holes, making it a lively scene.

Shi Yu watched with relish for a while. The Nine Immortal Sect monks were obviously no match. He was not here to watch the Nine Immortal Sect monks get beaten. Just as he was getting ready to take action, a long roar sounded from the depths of the Immortal Sect, and the roar was full of joy and vitality.